I answer back anybody you can think of
I'm SP, bitch, I'm the boss of the boss,
I talk arrogant to me and God link up
And ease is more than words,
if you feel like the song is to you,
If I can't get along with you,
then I'm gon' hit you all in your face and your body,
kid H -O -L -I -D -A, Y -Styles,
And when it's time the mercs come,
and I ain't never been late
If it's beef in the hood,
a nigga like P can't sleep
It's somebody dead, it's 4 -5,
I'm all up in the safe taking
shoot him in the face and the chest
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck
Then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
Then shoot him in the back
and don't stop till the blood
I said shoot him in the head,
shoot him in the face and the chest
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck
Then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
Then shoot him in his back
and don't stop till the blood run out
Guess I got to burn down bridges
And come through and let the straight
pound pop for your throne now
And I don't care if you from hometown
I put a slug in your dome, clown
Cause most of these rappers is talk
I'm the nigga in the back
With five L's and a half of a cork
I'm still cold drunk with a blunt
And a two -year -old bump
Closing down my pants leg
I'll pull it out and make your man beg
Niggas like me just do what
We can do it anywhere, any day I'm Pinero,
that you try to play hero with
your t -shirt look white,
Bitch, shoot him in the head,
shoot him in the face and the chest
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck
Then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
Then shoot him in the back
and don't stop till the blood runnin' out
I said shoot him in the head,
shoot him in the face and the chest
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck,
then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
Then shoot him in his back
and don't stop till the blood runnin' out
I hope you lookin' forward to die,
hope you wanna look the Lord in the eye
Hope you ready for this motherfuckin' shot
till you had all the sword in your eye
You the shit, I'm the Lord of the flies,
if you got beef say it now
You bitch niggas, so I can load up
and come to wards you with knives
I'll spray you and your man,
The office and the studio, wherever you stand
I don't wanna be the king of the coast
Feds watchin' and you gotta stay low
when you bringin' the dope
Gotta look a little dirty
when you swing your toast
I'll be ringin' your throat
I don't rap about niggas,
but I do like to cock back
and knock the back up out of niggas
The man is pussy, I'ma play with him
Look at your nigga pop, pop, pop,
shoot him in the face and the chest
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck
Then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
Then shoot him in the back
and don't stop till the blood runnin' out
I said shoot him in the head,
shoot him in the face and the chest
Then shoot him in the waist and the neck,
then shoot him in the gut and the mouth
Then shoot him in the back
and don't stop till the blood runnin' out